Let’s be honest: when you think of the great pizza capitals of the world, sun-scorched Arizona probably doesn’t crack the top ten. I’ve spent years on a personal quest, driving down miles of desert highway and enduring more mediocre, floppy-crust slices than I care to admit, all in search of the real deal.
But here’s the secret our state is hiding: beneath the relentless sun and between the saguaros are some true pizza believers.
These are the forgotten legends, the family-run spots, and the unassuming joints slinging pies so good they’ve become local institutions…